Capítulo 1372: Chapter 619: Mortal Inquiry, Thunder Sound—Great and Small
The dicine Buddha walked silently through the deserted streets, the shop doors on either side tightly closed, as a rat suddenly darted out from the street’s drainage with great swagger.
The dicine Buddha was not angry, only slightly numb.
He stopped in his tracks, looking back at the city gate, on the outer walls of which was written the na of this city—
Pharmacist City.
This was the place where he attained the Dao. Given his status at Leiyin Temple, this was also the most prosperous and powerful city in the surrounding areas.
The area within a thousand miles around Pharmacist City was essentially his “territory,” and its people were all his followers.
Therefore, he knew this city very well:
The residents of Pharmacist City totaled nearly one million two hundred thousand. Adding the traveling rchants and rural farrs from surrounding areas, at least one million five hundred thousand people lived in the city daily.
On special occasions, like the day he attained the Dao, the city would celebrate for seven days and nights with no curfew, with inns and restaurants open throughout the festivities.
Back then, two to three million people would gather in the city, making it hard to find a place to stand.
But that was before.
Now…
He walked toward the Leiyin Sub-Temple, looking at the waiting monk officials outside the temple, and asked:
“How’s the census going?”
An old monk stepped forward, opened the household register in his hands, and said, “Currently, in our Pharmacist City, there are at most… one hundred and twenty thousand households, two hundred and fifty thousand people.”
Even though he knew that the population of Pharmacist City had greatly diminished, this number still made the dicine Buddha’s heart tremble and left him sowhat doubtful.
It used to be that he didn’t even need these monk officials to investigate; with the Divine Dao Skill’s sensing, he was fully aware of how many followers there were and what they were doing.
But the problem was that the Paradise Fragrance had caused all his followers to turn their faith to the Jile Heavenly Girl, and although the threat of the Paradise Fragrance had finally been eliminated, these followers… had not returned to follow Leiyin Temple, which was greatly opposed to what his Master had expected.
The dicine Buddha questioned, “How can it be so few? Only two people per household?”
Previously, the city should have had an average of seven or eight people per household.
The old monk coughed several tis, his face flushed, and then said, “The Paradise Fragrance severely depleted the Essence Qi, leaving many families bereft of children and elders, only strong young n and won survived.”
“If it weren’t for our sowhat strong cultivation…”
The words of the monk official left the dicine Buddha silent.
Seeing his silence, the monk official continued, “Bodhisattva, these two hundred and fifty thousand people are also decreasing.”
“Decreasing?”
“Yes, currently our Pharmacist City has neither food nor clothing, and is in need of revival,” the monk official said. “The city’s residents are already frail, and now they lack food and clothing, let alone dicine, and these days, there is soone dying on every street.”
The dicine Buddha took a deep breath in and let it out slowly.
“Go outside the city to see if there is any food, and if so, transport it as soon as possible.”
“Yes!”
“Bring the severely ill people to , and I will personally treat them.”
The monk official froze for a mont, then pressed his palms together in admiration, “Bodhisattva, you are compassionate!”
Novelnice•com
The dicine Buddha was clear in his thoughts:
“My Master ordered to gather the faith of these people to support his attainnt of the Dao. Under no circumstances can these people die.”
“Practicing dicine and distributing dicinal herbs is also a way to spread my Master’s Buddhist Law.”
The group of monk officials quickly complied and left.
The dicine Buddha waited in the temple, and soon, many critical patients were brought in.
Although there was no dicine, the dicine Buddha was adept at saving lives, and more importantly, he was a True Immortal, so diagnosing and treating these mortal illnesses was as easy as lifting a finger for him.
Gradually, one incense stick after another began to surround the dicine Buddha.
But what puzzled him was… the Power of Incense that people gave him was very weak, and even after many were cured, they did not convert back into his followers.
But there were too many people in need of treatnt, and he could not investigate imdiately.
Until an elderly man was carried in.
This elderly man was one of the few elders in Pharmacist City, now looking withered, his eyes cloudy and pale, seemingly unable to see.
He had been in a muddled state, but when placed on the ground, he suddenly awakened and said in a low voice:
“Where is this?”
“This is, of course, Leiyin Temple.”
The mont he heard the na of the temple, he began to struggle: “Let go! Let go!”
The dicine Buddha said softly, “There is no Paradise Fragrance here anymore.”
His voice had a comforting power, calming the elderly man down.
“Who are you?”
“I am the Pharmacist.”
“dicine Buddha?”
The elderly man was startled and seed on the verge of sitting up again.
The monk who had carried him in held his shoulder and smiled, “Yes, it’s the dicine Buddha. The dicine Buddha himself is here to treat you!”
Unexpectedly, the elderly man began to struggle again, “I don’t need treatnt! I don’t need treatnt!”
“…”
The dicine Buddha was taken aback, and the monks in the room paused as well.
One monk seed to consider the elderly man ungrateful, cursed, “Fool to be brought back after having lived long enough!”
“I am a fool!” Unexpectedly, the elderly man seed genuinely unwilling to live, disregarding everything, he hoarsely retorted, “I’ve lived for fifty-three years, and for fifty-three years, I’ve co to Leiyin Temple to pay respects to Buddha every five days.”
“At ho, I worshipped the dicine Buddha with unbroken incense every day, and during festivals, made sacrifices with the Three Offerings.”
“Since I can rember, I have been your follower, dicine Buddha!”
This elderly man seed to know exactly where the dicine Buddha stood, looking at him with blank eyes, a hint of self-mockery in his tone.
“But Bodhisattva, my four sons, two died at the hands of your Leiyin Temple disciples.”
“And the other two, obsessed with Paradise Fragrance, abandoned their family responsibilities, even failing to recognize .”
Reviews
All reviews (0)